H o m e r i c H y m n s —

translated by F o r t u n a t o S a l a z a r

Hymn to Selene

Roll cake and bread

.and into the loaf they

drive a stake of robur

keep the loaf in open

air and Naomi, Biela, they

cross into they shake

it off out of their fingers

.the puncture, the pocket

.noch im Arm das Püppchen

.won’t punch through the

wall .toughened, Naomi,

Biela, divide the driving

:dusk, robur on the left and

pocket .pinch and lift .dawn

pinch and lift, robur on the

right .once with panic twice

with spelt .shake it off and

hang back here’s the kid

from unupholstered bolter

arms packing tincture, icing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hymn to Selene

Spot-vacuum go-zone

stirring with a feather

erigeron in raisin wine

.a three-finger pinch .live in a

tooth it needs attention!

Champagne by Disney

go to the shaft, party

erigeron w/ plantain or

elaterium .liniment room

all smiles inside the tooth

wonderful to relocate

we wear white rooftop

eleventh floor limonium

caper seed in vinegar

attached purslane detail

white sandals white root

Egyptian thorn pigeon

.so good to be out of the

tooth! mustard, chewed

.rose seed dried in shade

white mourning dress long

forgotten in a citrus chest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hymn to Helios

 

Anna the with driver iz

Nara the spare .bared feet

in thistles fishing for crickets

red thistles .roten Disteln

unexpectedly deep beneath

rubble .Schutt .made fast with

among overhanging chestnut leaves

a knot the bright red bait

.today the sun iz shining

the sky iz laughing .lacht

I’m alive .so iz the bait, in

trembling jagged foliage dots

in plain sight in St. Marianne

dry hunt .and in a pocket

deep inside packed white

unknotted fishing for crickets

Levantine grove twine shorn

today .Heut .an overgrown grove

in an abundance space in champaign

in Miletus .Miletus iz a district.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hymn to Helios

Alexei not

a parasite, same day

like a twin born one

year earlier…taunted

for his likeness to such

ill-tempered and in addition

subtitles .who can find it

sweet to have done, for if

in daylight haunted, and

can’t be crushed, like an

elephant after hours, in

hunkering down upstairs

lucubrating .I myself wrote

this writes the elephant

having learned the shapes

.eadem illa meditantem

paying due respect to the

sun, duke, strawberry raw

subtitles, learn the shapes

have done .one year earlier.